Prosthesis Winds ..

New semestr started really fast.

Fast, i mean, really fast. First we were at school, second we were making a dental die of the right lateral tooth using different plasters, heavy body, light body …  A good start, huh?

Ok, that’s so unfair that the newcomers get the good classroom. I’m not being childish for God’s sake. I mean, why are we in this stupid classroom that is so large in a silly way that it might actually be used as a football field. Yeah, we’re playing soccer in it, you knew it right. I’m shouting to my teammate that’s on the other side of the room to pass the ball, but, well, it’s not like he can hear me really =s .. Fatih Terim did right by learning how to speak with sign language.

I need teeth. Freshly pulled-outs are especially prefered.

I’m not kidding. I had left a couple of jars to dentists while in Istanbul and i took them back right before i came to Kays. They helped me a lot but i still need lots of them.

If i become a 4th year one day inshaallah, i’ll start collecting every kind of unplugged teeth from dentists and hospitals and sell them to 1st, 2nd and 3rd years. They will desperately buy them. I can foresee that since i’d be doing the same. 1 lira per santral tooth. If he’s really desperate to buy (like he has endodontics class an hour later but has no teeth, that’s what i’d call desperate since we usually have this kind of hope that a tooth will come out of nowhere someway -silly, i know-) then it’s 4 liras.

Long live Evil-thinking! Keh Keh Keh Keh.

Remember the little dog in the Yogi Bear cartoon? I’ll never forget your laughs Muttley. Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah.

And your cap and scarf of course. Well, yeah, i used to get really pissed off at you and your captain Dick Dastardly very much but i’ve always loved you deep in my heart.

Maybe that’s because i wanted to have a dog at that time but since once i brought this little turtle home and she didn’t eat at all and mum was sickly worried about her and made me leave her with a vet, we were simply against pets since then.

I wonder how she is doing now. She’s probably dead by now =( .. it’s been ages.

But, come on .. Play the Pollyanna for once and say, why not, she’s a grandma now and having her who-knows-th grandgrandgrandchild. Hope you’re happy with your new family, green one. And i’m sorry about how i seperated you from your husband. But you didn’t need to worry about him really. I heard he was doing fine. He ran away from my friend’s house or simply committed suicide jumping off the balcony. My animal-lover (!) friend never made it to his dead body, so, we may still hope that they got together, right?

Yeah, i thought so, too.

An Alien in America

I watched the first episode of the American drama called “aliens in america” ..

Hey, don’t get offensive just because it’s American. Who am i telling that?! I said with first glance the very same thing u said, Here we go with another Go Go Go American series .. This is what we call “prejudice”, right? In the end, it was fun.

Yeap, here is the story: “High schooler Justin Tolchuck (Dan Byrd) is a sensitive, lanky 16-year-old just trying to fit in at his high school in Medora, Wisconsin. He lives with his well-meaning mom Franny (Amy Pietz) who just wants him to be “cool” and fit in, entrepreneur dad Gary (Scott Patterson) who is very laid back, and his newly popular younger sister Claire (Lindsey Shaw), who tries to raise her popularity in school. When the school guidance counselor, Mr. Matthews (Christopher B. Duncan) convinces the family to take in an international student, they accept him with the expectation that he will be a good-looking European student that will make Justin popular. Although initially dismayed when Raja Musharraf (Adhir Kalyan), a 16-year-old Muslim boy from Pakistan turns up instead, they soon warm up to him and although their cultures are different, Justin and Raja form an unlikely friendship that might allow them to get past the social nightmare of high school.“

It’s one fun comedy I’ve seen lately. Yeah, it’s sometimes out of edge from a real Muslim life, but also makes you say “better than nothing, right?” .. And I don’t know if the general scenario changes as the episodes keep coming. So, i’m only talking about the beginning.

I’m thinking about Turkish dramas and .. eiikk, totally gross! I never watch any of them. Well, only the “Geniş Aile” maybe, because the leading character is way so fun =) ..

And there is such a thing that, our neighboor countries do always watch Turkish dramas and think that we’re actually like that. Well, come on! We’re not. We live in some normal, real world. Not one with full of regrets, alcohol, so easygoing relationships between men and women.
Hmmm … hmmm … dammit, ok, this doesn’t sound right to me either. Unfortunately there is a very big population in Turkey that leads a life mentioned above. What can I say? We’re one really secular, democratic, modern (!) country

I wish it made things good. I really do. But it doesn’t. Things are getting worse day by day. The high school kids nowaday I see when going to school .. they’re not in good shapes. They’re losing somethings somewhere. Deep inside. All along the road.

It’s not like we can’t change anything. Just like Gandhi said: Be the change you wish to see in the world.

4 days .. She’s ending ..

This is the day that is more important than a thousand of months as it’s said in Qur’an. Kadir Gecesi, leyl-i kadr, the Holy Night.

Mum and dad went to the mosque which is a few blocks away to pray together with cemaat. Me and sis stayed home. Halaluya TV, you come in handy at times like these. We watched the Kandil programmes. It’s a really different feeling to raise your hands together with other people, to say “Amin” to the hodja’s prayings, wishing forgiveness .. to feel this kind of a bond .. Elhamdulillah one more time =)

I wonder how non-Turkish Muslims spend this day. I know, we’re the same at the roots but every nation has his traditions.

The days have passed quickly. The Holy Night means it’s the last 10 days of Ramadan. We don’t know the exact date of the Holy Night really. It’s only said that it’s one of the last 10 days of Ramadan.

4 days to the Ramadan Bairam. Then the summer holidays are ending and I’m going back to Kayseri for my 2nd year of Faculty of Dentistry. Not sure if I want to go really. But I know one thing that I want these last 4 years to pass quickly. That’s why I want to go. The years won’t end unless I go and live it. OK, I also miss school. A little.

Have you seen the South Korean movie “Speedy Scandal“? You should!

This is the best movie I’ve seen so far! And believe me, I’ve seen a lot. Google it, you’ll really like the movie. I had a friend who is soo against to Asian movies and my addiction to them, but I made her watch this one and all her perspective changed like wind =)

PLOT: Former teen idol Nam Hyeon-soo (Cha Tae-hyun) is now in his thirties and working as a radio DJ. A young woman named Hwang Jeong-nam (Park Bo-yeong) sent a story to the radio station Hyeon-soo worked at, telling him she is going to meet her father. He finds out that he is the father of Jeong-Nam. Not believing it, he goes through a DNA blood test,and the results say that they’re related. Later on he tries not to create a scandal with what’s happening to Jeong- Nam and himself.

Cha Tae-hyun is playing, there is no need for other words though but that little child was also great! Especially when he plays cards with his “grandpa” =) and when he tells the relationship between Hyeon-soo and him as he’s told,  “My dad’s grandpa’s second son’s son.” =)

“Ok look. Here is a grandfather. This grandfather has three sons. so three brothers. The second son is my father. This is the eldest son. The eldest son has two sons.”

“Then the surname should be the same.”

“Ok ok. DAUGHTER. Not son. DAUGHTER.”

“Ok?! Then the surnames are differ– AISH”

“Ok, I’ll start over. Grandfather has three sons. The second child is my father. Then this is the big daughter. The big daughter has two sons.”

“How come everyone has sons…”

“WHAT ARE THEY SUPOSSED TO DO?!?!?! What are they supposed to do if they are only having sons?! Am I the one delivering them?!”

“Who am I?”

“Uncle!”

“How am I your uncle?”

“My dad’s grandpa’s second son’s son. My uncle!”